HAPPY 2ND ANNIVERSARY, IWSG!
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Anyone else out there watch It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia?
I ask, because I'm about to go on a rambling description of a scene involving one of the characters that will loosely tie into my IWSG theme this month.
Sweet Dee (the main female character) is meeting with her psychiatrist. Dee is a failed actress/comedian mostly because Dee the character sucks at acting, (while Kaitlin Olson the actress who plays Dee is amazing). Anyway, after doing a few lines from Good Will Hunting in a terrible Boston accent, Dee says to the psychiatrist "That was good, wasn't it? Tell me that was good." The psychiatrist tries to redirect Dee, but she won't give up. "Tell me that was good," she says. "Tell me I'm good. Tell me I'm good. Tellmei'mgoodtellmei'mgoodtellmei'mgoodtellmei'mgood--". This goes on for a little while longer until the shrink snaps and tells Dee that she's good.
Man, I wish I could find a gif of this, or a clip of it from Youtube, because it's amazing to see just how insane Dee is, and how desperate she is for validation (and it's actually funny when you see it, instead of me trying to write it out).
Sound familiar? Maybe not the insanity, (or maybe it is the insanity?), but the need for validation. Have you ever given something you wrote to someone to read, and wanted to just get in their face and demand for them to tell you how awesome it is? I haven't, but sometimes I really want to.
I really want someone to tell me I'm good, that my writing is good, without any qualifiers. "I really liked it, but..." I hate buts.
On the other hand, I think if I ever get to the point where I don't get any buts, that's the day that I'm so rich and famous that I'll just be surrounded by sycophants who will tell me what I want to hear all day.
You know what? I could live with that.
Anyway, anybody else out there want to scream "Tell me I'm good," or is it just me?
*quietly slinks out of the internet*